Freud Sits Here
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Freud Sits Here
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It´s close to chaos
But it´s certainly not
I´m doing my best
But i feel on the edge
Freud sits here but he doesn´t tell me
Where i can sit with him
It´s close to something
But it´s definitely nothing
I´m losing my breaks
But i´m raising a snake
Jesus lies here but he doesn´t tell me
Where i can lay with you
What to do to get a cure?
Should i call my mom
And ask her to rescue me
How many times i can sing
In a song the word love?
Love
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Letuce performs "Freud Sits Here", and this lyric page sits inside the Letuce catalog on LyroVerse.
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